''that isn't the safe word, puppy. say the safe word and I'll stop.''
but you don't have one. You never had one. I never gave you one.
but your mind is too fried to remember, too full of my cock and my voice, so you just whimper "pl-please…" again, and I tsk, shaking my head.
"That's not the word, sweet boy. Try again."
And you keep trying, and I keep telling you it's wrong, and you keep guessing, hoping you'll pick the right one



















